"Kill here!"

Gongsun Yong stretched out his finger and pointed to the direction where Liu Changsheng was, shook his hand and set off a flying boat, and flew up.

Seeing this, the other six people stepped onto the flying boat. The flying boat was only more than ten feet long. The magic array in the boat was fully opened, and the speed was as fast as the wind and lightning, no less than that of everyone flying with all their strength. Immediately, Gongsun Yong communicated with everyone, and everyone raised his hands to pinch it and hit the flying boat restriction. The speed of the flying boat increased greatly again, exceeding the speed of the three demons including Hushan Jun, and approached step by step.

Upon realizing this scene, the three demons including Hushan Jun also tried their best to chase Liu Changsheng, and the distance between them and Liu Changsheng was getting closer and closer.

Yinya couldn't help but hesitate, but in the end he still stammered the bullet and ran towards Liu Changsheng.

His speed is not as fast as Liu Changsheng. If he meets Liu Changsheng, his chance of escaping is greater. If he flees in another direction and is chased by three monsters, his life will be in danger!

As the distance between the two became closer, lightning roared under Liu Changsheng's feet, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the air. The next moment it appeared beside Yinya. With a big hand raised, a strong wind flew out. The figure with Yinya rolled up was gone, and it was directly contained in the ring of the spirit beast.

Immediately, he turned southeastward, quickly took out deer blood, poured half a bottle, sacrificed two flares of wind, and slapped them on his waist one left and one right.

This pursuit and fighting didn't take long, and the mana loss was severe under the use of violent techniques.

The flying boat driven by the seven cultivators of the human race suddenly changed direction and rushed to the southeast.

In this way, if the three of the Great Sage of Fire Spirit, the Lord of Hushan, and the Great Sage of Moving Mountain continue to chase and kill Liu Changsheng, the three men might meet at a middle point, and the eight human cultivators join forces. No matter how powerful the magical powers of these three have to retreat.

This time, it was the three monsters who turned to hesitate.

Afterwards, the three demons continued to chase Liu Changsheng and would not give up until they killed Liu Changsheng.

The three demons were originally separated by a distance, but at this moment, they gathered together, as if they had used some secret technique of overdrawing the true essence of magic. The demon clouds around them rolled, and the speed was so fast that they actually exceeded Liu Changsheng.

Seeing the movement behind him, Liu Changsheng complained secretly, and wanted to use a teleportation talisman to escape, but was worried that the teleportation would be in the wrong direction. At this moment, there were dangers everywhere. Only by approaching the seven cultivators of the human race could he be safe.

"Come on, I really think the uncle is made by mud? Whoever rushed up would die!"

Liu Changsheng felt hatred in his heart, his heart moved at will, and a black light flashed around his waist, and a black "belt" appeared. He took out the purple gold gourd, held it in his left hand, and held it tightly in his right hand, and the true energy in his body was boiling.

The seven human cultivators also noticed the crisis of the situation. They squatted each hand and hit the flying boat ban. The flying boat was full of energy and the speed of moving forward seemed to have increased again.

The moving mountain master suddenly slowed down. Hushan Lord and the Fire Spirit Master rushed forward, one left and one right, raised their hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the mountain master. Two spiritual powers, one red and one gold, poured into the body of the mountain master like a tide. The body suddenly shone brightly around the mountain master, and the body swelled like a blow.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Great Saint of Moving Mountain suddenly flew high, and his speed suddenly soared several times, and headed straight for Liu Changsheng like a sharp-stringed arrow shot out.

Only the powerful demon clan whose magic body is extremely powerful dares to allow other monks to inject different kinds of true essence into their bodies directly. If it were a human god-turning cultivator, they would probably explode and die.

Nearly three hundred miles away, the Great Saint of Moving Mountain approached Liu Changsheng in two or three breaths, and his whole body was shining golden, like a golden god. The cloak with a black background and gold edge was swept up by the strong wind, pulled straight, and was majestic. He raised his hands and slashed the horse's sword and slashed it down with one knife.

The distance between the two is only dozens of feet away at this moment. At the same time as the sword light slashed out, a suffocating murderous intent fell from the sky, directly sealing a void.

Liu Changsheng seemed to have been waiting for him to come, and the golden light was also shining around him. He suddenly turned around, waved the Ruyi stick in his right hand and smashed it with a knife light. Three-color flames gushed out from the purple gold gourd in his left hand. The "belt" wrapped around his waist suddenly collapsed and flew out, heading straight to the chest of the Great Saint of Dingshan like an arrow.

A deafening sound, the swords and sticks hit each other, and a spark burst out, and an unparalleled powerful force hit the long stick. The long stick flew out of its hand. Liu Changsheng's face turned red in an instant, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. His figure was thrown hundreds of feet away like a broken sack. However, his left hand was tightly holding the purple gold gourd. The three-color flames spewed out of the gourd had turned into a vast sea of ​​fire, covering thousands of feet of void. The figure of the Great Saint of Moving Mountain was also pushed back by a huge force, and was swept into the sea of ​​fire first. The tall figure was instantly swallowed and submerged by the three-color flames.

A pain occurred in his chest, and a black spear pierced directly onto his body. The three-edged spear tip pierced most of the body. In an instant, the blood in his body suddenly reversed, and it seemed as if it was attracted to it. A strange force surged out from the spear tip, heading straight to his heart, about to shatter it, and the spear body even twisted and trembled, and he rushed into his body desperately.

Fortunately, his magic body was extremely powerful, and he was casting spells with all his strength. His body was strong and his true energy was strong. This gun could not penetrate his body. The position of his heart was different from that of ordinary people. Otherwise, this gun would have stabbed him and shattered his heart.

In addition to this sudden spear, the three-color sea of ​​fire that was covered with overwhelming force, it also contained a force that seemed to burn everything. The hair and beard instantly turned into ashes, the skin and skin were burned and stinging, burned and curled, and their eyes were as if they were burned, their vision was blurred, and they were stinging.

He had never thought that Liu Changsheng would have such a fierce attack method. Before he could think too much, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the magic dragon spear, threw it out with force. His heart moved at will, and the cloak rolled backwards, twisting and changing, covering his whole body in the middle. His figure shook and suddenly fell on the ground.

This cloak is worthy of being an ancient treasure. In this volume, it directly extinguished the three-color flames burning on the body of the Great Saint of Moving Mountain, blocking most of the heat. With a loud bang, the Great Saint of Moving Mountain fell into the depths of the ground, smashing a huge sinkhole on the ground.

The reason why he chose to rush into the ground was that he was afraid that Liu Changsheng would take the opportunity to attack and that the Demon Dragon Spear would be killed again.

However, Liu Changsheng had no intention of attacking him, but raised the remaining force, grabbed the long stick, turned around and rushed towards the direction where the seven cultivators of the human race were, and quickly put away the purple gold gourd.

The sword just now contained the power of three monsters, and its power was far better than any attack by Ao Tianye that day, and even better than the power of the flying sword sacrificed by the Great Sage of Fire Spirit. Although Liu Changsheng used the skill of moving stars to exchange for fighting, he transferred more than 70% of the force of this sword into the purple gold gourd, causing the power of the three-colored sea of ​​fire to be strong, he was still broken by multiple meridians and viscera and displacement.

The purple gold gourd instantly swallowed more than half of the spiritual power in Liu Changsheng's body.

If the Great Sage of Moving Mountain can launch the same attack again, Liu Changsheng will definitely be killed by him.

The Great Sage of Fire Spirit and the Lord of Hushan rushed over closely behind the Great Sage of Dingshan. A three-color sea of ​​fire suddenly appeared in front of him. The terrifying pressure from the sea of ​​fire was shocking. The Great Sage of Fire Spirit is a body of natural fire spirit, but he was still afraid of the three-color sea of ​​fire. He suddenly stopped rushing forward and hurriedly rushed to the side to avoid it.

Hushan Jun also felt the threat of the sea of ​​fire and did not dare to approach it. He jumped to the side of the sea of ​​fire, his heart pounding. The great saint of moving mountains was no less powerful than him. He was forced to fall into the ground and hide by the sea of ​​fire. How dare he rush into the sea of ​​fire?

In a moment, this sea of ​​fire was tens of thousands of feet wide, and the void around it was twisting and blurred. Cracking sounds of bursting and burning sounds, and flames fell on the ground, and the ground instantly turned into burnt wood.

The Demon Dragon Spear turned into a dazzling black light and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, following Liu Changsheng. Even the body of gold and iron was unwilling to be barbecued by the sea of ​​fire. It just missed a single blow and had no second chance.

Liu Chang's rushing speed became slower and slower. As he ran wildly, there were more broken meridians and waves of weakness came. If his meridians were not for the number of meridians, thicker and more complicated than those of ordinary human monks, and he could no longer support the flow of true qi, he might have fallen to the ground.

Seeing the flying boat driven by the seven cultivators of the human race was just ahead, less than 300 miles, I felt like I was trying to summon Silver Teeth again, but I was hesitant. Summon Silver Teeth at this time was like telling others that I was severely injured and it was difficult to escape. Doing so might lead to greater danger.

Fortunately, on the flying boat, sword lights rose into the sky, heading straight to the Great Sage of Fire Spirit and the Lord of Hushan, and the sound of breaking through the air was loud and the murderous intent soared into the sky.

Although the distance is far, although it cannot seriously damage the two demons, it can force them to chase and kill Liu Changsheng.

Seeing this scene, Liu Changsheng breathed a little relieved, quickly took back the magic dragon spear, took out three Nine Spirit Life Recovery Pills, threw them into his mouth, poured a large mouthful of deer blood, lifted up the remaining force and rushed towards the flying boat.

The Great Saint rushed out from under the sea of ​​fire, wrapped in a cloak and fled in a panic. His skin was burned and curled. The tingling feeling was like tens of thousands of steel needles pricked together. He was in pain and was about to die. Even his eyes were tingling, and he was unable to fight again.

Seeing the flying swords roaring, and as Liu Changsheng got closer and closer to the flying boat, the Great Sage of Fire Spirit and the King of Hushan complained in his heart when he saw this. He knew that he could no longer kill Liu Changsheng, and he drove a light and fled behind the Great Sage of Moving Mountain.

The sword light was flying everywhere and full of momentum, but the distance was far away, so the cultivators could only let the three monsters escape.

"Thank you for helping me!"

Liu Changsheng flew to the head of the boat and bowed to everyone. He felt sore and weak all over, as if he was about to lose his body. He was forced to sit on the deck without sagging, silently activate the flow of true energy, and accelerated the refining of the pills, deer blood, but his face was calm.

"Go back to the city!"

Gongsun Yong looked at Liu Changsheng without hesitation, and turned around and returned without hesitation.

Some of the monks looked up at the distance, watching the movements of several monsters, while others were looking up and down at Liu Changsheng.
Chapter completed!